Homie I am Homeless

Homie i am homeless Ditch the brotherly love We are not in Philly I gotta do me No need for anyone To do me I got It square and all Living in the concrete jungle Made my soul and heart cold No need to bring the heat Each time you think of a nipple or breast Unequaled are the seas i sail Countrywide and far The tide never got me tamed I am as rougher As a multiplicity Seven drunk sailors Lost in time Doing a pantomime Along the Severn ...thoughts create bubbles made of glamour.